Chapter 133

January 21, 2018

Dear Ms. Diary,

[Written January 22]

So that I don’t forget, Heather’s text:

Competition parameters for the week January 21-27: Surprise us.

I woke to someone snuggling more completely into my back side. Since I was on my right side, it was her left arm around my waist with the hand holding my right breast. When I thought back to last night and the Lana Lovefest, I could not remember who was next to me on either side, so I opened my eyes. They looked straight into happy, bright green eyes, which sidetracked me from looking at the hand on my breast. Those bright green eyes were close when I opened my eyes, but they seemed to be getting closer. I realized they were, and that Lana was moving in to kiss me. When her lips met mine, I kissed her back. It was a gentle kiss that I interpreted as a thank-you kiss.

My supposition proved true when she whispered, “Thank you. I’m much more settled. I don’t know how many orgasms I received, but that was well beyond any fantasy I’ve ever had.” When I nodded slightly in acceptance, she said, “What about Las Amigas?” When I frowned in non-understanding, she said, “I know Brett’s in the group, but the group is really about us girls. Right?”

My brain turned on, now understanding where Lana was. I nodded at her and thought about what she’d proposed. Before I could respond, she continued.

“I know that any Spanish speaker would consider that mundane, just as any English speaker would consider ‘The Female Friends.’ But it might work, regardless.”

“Why don’t you propose that at the next business meeting, although I don’t know when that will be. We also need to come up with a reasonable quorum size, as the group has gotten too big to expect to be able to conduct business only when all are present. Of course, to do that, we need everyone present.”

I suddenly remembered why I opened my eyes when the hand on my right breast squeezed it lightly. I looked down to see Meka’s long-fingered hand, and my body reacted by closing my eyes in pleasure and suddenly being hyper-aware of every inch of her body snuggled into mine.

“I saw that. You just realized it was Meka snuggled into you. Didn’t you?” When I nodded, she said, “I’d really like to make love with her. She’s spectacular.”

I was going to respond, but a voice behind me said, “All you need do is ask. I doubt I’d ever refuse you. However, let’s get to know each other a little bit better first.”

“I’m all for that. I can wait, particularly now after the girls, including you, got a lot of months’ worth of need out of my system. Goddess, what a spectacular day and night that was. I infer that you’ve done something like last night at the pitch before. Yes?”

“Actually, it was during the day quite a while back. We were going to go back some night, but never seemed to get around to it and then we somehow forgot about it.”

“During the day?”

“Yes. The rest of the Go5 gave Heather three or four orgasms, with one being something of a screamer. She’s really big into outdoors sex.”

“Yes,” answered Heather from beyond Lana, “that was spectacular. We need to take the girls to the park.”

I replied, “If you’ll plan it, we’ll do it.”

We had a big breakfast for which everyone helped in one fashion or another. Once we had the kitchen cleaned up, it seemed appropriate to call a business meeting to order.

I said, “A couple points have come up that we need to hear and think about. I hereby bring back to the floor the motion by Cera to change our group name. Lana had a point to make. Lana?”

“Regarding the motion proposed by the esteemed member from Parliament Lane, I propose the group name ‘Las Amigas.’ My rationale is that, although Brett is a member, the group is mostly about us girls ... and women. I’m sure Brett would not have a problem with being part of a group with that name, as he certainly does not have any sexual uncertainty, nor is he one for machismo. I note and understand that in Gracey’s family’s original language, the name would be considered, perhaps, boring, just as English speakers would consider a group name of the ‘The Female Friends’ to be somewhat ridiculous. I do not request discussion currently. In fact, I would prefer the motion to be tabled again so that all members could consider my suggestion. Additionally, I’m more than willing to entertain other suggestions, but this is the first one I thought of that worked at all well for us.”

“Does anyone want to support or refute the member formerly of Yellow Springs? If not, is there support for tabling the motion again for discussion later?”

We tabled the motion, whereupon, I said, “The group, whatever we call it, has gotten too large to be expected to act on business with everyone present. We need to come up with a reasonable quorum size so that we can act should we need to do so with less than the entire group present. We should restrict some votes only to the committee of the whole, such as that for new members. As not all members are present, we should not make any decisions, nor do I see a benefit to having a long discussion about a quorum number only to have to repeat it when everyone is present. I wanted only to get the topic into your thoughts. Unless there are objections, I will consider the meeting adjourned.”

After I banged the imaginary gavel, Kim said, “I wasn’t sure about this parliamentary stuff when I first witnessed it, but you girls have got me thinking more carefully and critically about a lot of things. While you girls may, indeed, have started doing this on a lark, I now think that this will be critical for us in the future. I’m also glad that everyone’s trying to anticipate problems down the road. Finally, I have two things that I did not want to bring up during the meeting that we should probably think about carefully. The first is whether we want Beth to be, in effect, Permanent Chair. Personally, I would not at all mind that, but we should probably have that discussion. Secondly, particularly for important decisions, we should probably have a detailed record to ensure that everyone remembers discussions from months or years prior correctly.”

She was going to add something further, but I cut her off, saying, “That’s good thinking, Kim. I’d appreciate it if you would organize those thoughts into motions and put them forward at the next meeting. Particularly, think of a suitable way to archive such meeting portions. We’ll need a lot of clear and critical thinking if we’re to make this last beyond our time at Central, perhaps even to help ensure it lasts through our time at Central.

“I know this is getting very serious for something that four of us did as a lark because we really liked being with each other. I came to love those three other girls years back, and have come to love every one of you as I’ve gotten to know you. While I’ve articulated my vision, it may not be the one everyone wants, although I know or suspect that many of us like my vision. As a body, though, we need to be sure of our path forward soon, as some doors may not long remain open.”

After we finished cleanup, I borrowed Kim and the two of us climbed to the attic. I would have preferred talking with her outside, but after the lovely day and evening yesterday, the weather had taken a decidedly wintry turn overnight.

“I suppose you want my thoughts on how to get the ... compound-wide clothing-optional policy going.” When I nodded, she answered, “I can’t see any benefit in waiting. Right now, this weekend, the two ... members of the group that would be most difficult to include in such a policy are not present. I suggest we go for it today, if possible, and see what happens. The parents can always not agree, which doesn’t do much more than maintain the de facto status quo. I strongly suggest not including Civia in the clothing-optional policy with your parents, at least until she’s somewhat older. I believe I trust her not to cause us problems, but I’d prefer not to risk it. Obviously, we’ll also need to leave Brett out of that policy until and if you or we can solve the Brett problem.”

She looked hard at me for a few seconds, then said, “How are you changing my mind about ... all this ... nudity and sex so easily and so thoroughly?” When I pulled my head back and frowned in confusion, she added, “I’ll bet I’ve spent more time naked this month than I have in most of the rest of my life put together. I’m also spending non-minuscule amounts of time on most days fantasizing about ... not one, but three guys! And the ... oddest part of that is that it seems that I have a better-than-zero percent chance of having sex with all three ... this year! Yes, Jim’s probably a bit of a pipe dream, but from what you and your mom have told me, Charlie seems nearly certain, possibly sometime before spring, and so long as I’m a member of your circle, Brett also seems certain, although the time interval to that point is unknown. I’ve had sex with exactly two guys since I stupidly gave away my virginity at 16, and I suspect that all three of the possible future three would each be better at the sex and love than either of my previous lovers. The craziest thing, at least to me, is that I’m enjoying it. I no longer have poor or simply mediocre sex with another person, I have no sex – although that will be changing, but I’m greatly enjoying fantasizing about those three guys. When Meka and I were watching you girls love on Lana, most of the time I was imagining Jim there with us, sometimes both Charlie and Brett. It was ... thrilling. Even my fantasies are better since I broke up with James and spent most of the time that I would have spent with him with you and the other girls. I don’t know how you girls do it, but you’re helping me make myself happy.”

Because there were no chairs in the attic, we were sitting facing each other on the bed. I looked at Kim for a few seconds, slid myself a bit to my left, skootched forward so that we were side-by-side but facing each other, then leaned in to kiss her. As soon as I began leaning toward her, she leaned toward me, and our mouths met. The kiss was gentle and sweet, something like a promise. However, she put her left arm around behind me into her and ratcheted the intensity of the kiss up a couple notches. I followed her by putting both my arms around her, but under hers causing our respective right breasts to mash into each other. Although we kept it a closed-mouth kiss, we maintained it for over a minute.

As we separated slightly, Kim’s eyes were on mine when she said, “I’m very much enjoying being here ... with you, with Meka, with all the girls. It’s even greatly enjoyable when Civia’s here and we’re just hanging out naked. I’ve really come to like this lifestyle, and I’m probably well on my way to loving it. While I’m interested in and willing to join the ... orgies, I’m hoping Meka will be my first real, one-on-one female lover. I’m telling you that because I want you to know that if I didn’t want Meka first, I’d be more than willing for my first such time like that to be here and now with you.”

“Oh, Kim. I’m ... I ... Thanks. I’m glad you want me, ‘cause I certainly want you. That was a wonderful kiss.”

“It was, and I definitely want you.” She skootched back a bit, then added, “I’m optimistic that my parents will be okay with me moving here. I hope to make the move when the remodel is done.”

“That’s great! We’ll be really happy to have you here all the time, and only partly because it’s such a pleasure looking at a naked Kim.”

She went a little pink, shook her head, then said, “You girls are great for my ego. Truly, I never really considered myself anything special, certainly not more than, perhaps, cute”

“If it’s any consolation to you, I felt the same way about myself. Rhee was always the prettiest girl I knew. I still don’t know that I see what everyone else in this house sees, but...”

I shrugged, and she gave me something of a tremulous smile, after which she said, “I thought the same about Meka as you did about Rhee.”

The downstairs door opened and Meka hollered up, “You two up there?”

“Yup,” Kim answered. “Come on up.”

I replied, “No, we’re coming down. We’ve got an important group discussion to have.”

While I was saying that, I heard every one of Meka’s footsteps and the sound of her steps changed as she hit the floor. Kim and I stayed put until a few seconds later when she entered the room.

“Is this a private party, or would you two pretty girls mind me joining it?”

Kim beat me to the punch by saying, “Even if the two of us were having a hot-and-heavy sex session here, you’d be welcome.” While I was nodding enthusiastically about Kim’s words, Kim added, “We really do need to have a group discussion.” She turned back to me and asked, “It’s obvious that despite our interest in ... group discussions, we need to maintain the smaller, secret ... subset that are involved with sex. I assume that the discussion you want to have now is what we discussed earlier. Yes?”

“Yes, despite that I’d rather pull Meka into this bed and make love with both of you. The discussion here will be difficult enough. If the group agrees, the next discussion will be even more difficult. At least, that’s how I see it.”

Meka responded, “Hmm. If you’re worried, I’d probably rather have the making love option, too,” after which she smiled crookedly at me.

I rolled over to the edge of the bed, stood, stepped to Meka, and threw my arms around her in a hug. Meka put only her right arm around me, holding her left out toward Kim, who abandoned the bed with alacrity. As she stepped to us, I pulled my right arm from around Meka, and she and I wrapped Kim into the hug. Kim kissed Meka hard, but for only a few seconds, then pulled away. Meka passed that intense kiss to me, and I passed it back to Kim.

Meka panted, then said, “Oh, god. That was entirely too much fun. I’m liking your idea more and more and am heartily tempted to tumble us all back onto the bed and have at you both.”

We held each other tightly for a few minutes, then broke up and headed downstairs.

On the way down, Kim said, “Once we get all the kinks worked out and have the house finished, I suspect my sexual-satisfaction quotient will rise spectacularly. I am so turned on by that round-robin kiss and holding your two pretty and naked bodies against mine. I had an idea, Meka. You and I are trying to get back to something we once had, but I think all the sex and potential sex around us might inhibit us somewhat. Could we have ... like a weekly date night? An evening a week where you and I do something with each other?”

I thought that was a great idea, but it was not my place to say anything. Fortunately, Meka said the same thing.

“That’s a great idea! We could have an official first date. You know, one on which each is just trying to learn some things about the other. No sex, certainly, maybe not even a kiss. Treat the whole thing as development of a relationship. We already know we like each other. We just need to know whether we can be someone special to each other.”

“Exactly.”

“Let’s do that. Kim, are you doing anything special Tuesday evening?”

“I don’t think so, but I’ll have to check my calendar. What sort of thing did you have in mind?”

“Have you been bowling?”

I could no longer hold it in and cracked up as we were headed down the stairs to the first floor.

As we entered the front room, Heather asked, “What’s so funny?”

“Those two. They’re a riot.”

Meka turned to look at Kim, then said, “That felt really familiar and really nice. God, we had some fun times back then.”

“We did, and that’s precisely what I want back.”

“Okay. I’m in. Let’s have a serious chat after the farcical comedy we’ll have to endure in our ... group meeting.”

“I know. Right? I’ll look forward to that, Dear. Please have your people contact my people to set something up.:

I was looking at Rhee when she rolled her eyes then grinned at them, after which she mouthed at me, “That looks promising.”

I nodded, then, noticing that everyone was here that I expected – that is, the whole group except for Civia and Brett, although I hoped Celeste would be back soon.

I asked, “Is everyone – even Laurel and Hardy over there – up for a serious group discussion? We need to discuss clothing policy and some subsidiary stuff, and I’d like to do it in a serious vein.”

Lana said, “I’m up for it, but...”

From the back door came, “Hi, Honeys, I’m home.”

I smiled, then said to Lana, “Hold that thought.”

A minute later, Celeste joined us in the front room in her birthday suit. Every time I see her naked, my heartbeat rate climbs. I quickly filled her in on where we were and then asked Lana to resume her statement.

“I just wanted to say ‘thank you’ again to the group. I’ll try not to be annoying about thanking you in the future, but this has been the best weekend of my life. The sex yesterday was beyond wonderful but being able to spend nearly the entire weekend naked and with nearly all my best friends, who were also naked, may have been even better. While the nudity is not critical to this group, it points out to me how much trust all of us place in the others, and that’s the really critical thing for me. And it certainly doesn’t hurt that you’re all hot! I love looking at you.”

Heather riposted, “Someone sounds like she’s going to need another four or five orgasms later.”

“Oh, goddess!”

There was much chuckling.

I stated, “I’m glad you’re back, Celeste, as I didn’t know how I was going to do this if you weren’t. I hereby call the business meeting of the sexual portion of the GoWN to order. Please find seats if you don’t have ‘em.” Once everyone was seated, I said, “We have two parts to the GoWN, the major portion that has sex with each other and the minor portion of which sex is not an aspect, or, for one, not a current aspect. For most of that time, Civia was the only non-sexual member, and she lived nearly 20 minutes’ drive away. Now, Civia’s only a few minutes’ walk away and we’ve added another member that is not sexual with us, but knows that most of us are, have been, and/or will be sexual with each other. We need to keep that entire subject away from Civia, at least for the foreseeable future. For Brett, who doesn’t get to play, we should be respectful of him and not rub his nose in it. However, the topic we need to discuss now is a compound-wide clothing-optional policy.”

There were a few intakes of breath, but I continued, “Yesterday, I asked Kim to advise me, as she’s been, for the most part, the least involved of the group other than Lana, until recently, so I figured she could provide the most-objective viewpoint. Perhaps that was a flawed assumption, but I think not. I provided information about the ... two circles here in the compound, how the two circles intersect currently only with the Go5, and where the Go5 wanted to go. I told her about the sexual aspect that the Go5 wished to have active for the compound-wide clothing-optional policy, but I’m having second and third thoughts about that. I briefly discussed that with the Go5 earlier and we decided to wait on that for the nonce. I am more than happy to entertain explanation and discussion about that aspect if this committee wishes it.”

I recognized Meka who said, “I’d like to know what that other aspect was, and, from their reactions, I’d guess Cera and Brit would, too.”

Since both were nodding, I said, “Okay. We had wanted to allow for sex within, but not between, the circles. The primary reason we decided to back off on that is simply that the Go5 is sexual with everyone, but we’re the only five of the 17 members of the circles that are. We did think that by having that sex possibility, we could subtly ... encourage the parents to expedite merger of the two circles, at least from their end. Obviously, we would also have to discuss that and vote on it. However, given how quickly things are changing this winter, we don’t see how engendering jealousy within our group is worth whatever time might be shaved off the time of transition to a compound-wide sex policy – if there is one. Additionally, we still need to solve the Brett problem, and we see that as the largest impediment to any merger of the two circles. Comments? Questions?”

At my recognition, Brit asked, “You really want all of us involved with both Brett and Charlie?”

I recognized Heather, who replied, “It’s slipperier than that. The Go5 would greatly prefer having both Charlie and Brett as lovers. We think we want Brett as our husband – and would be more than happy to share him in that capacity with all of you, but that decision point is well down the road around the bend. I believe that we’ve heard from every female of the sexual portion of our group and there is unanimous interest in and want of Charlie, who comes as part of a package deal with our two Moms, but possibly also with the other two moms. Carol and, particularly, Sandy would probably be ecstatic with Charlie being lover to all of you, but we know not how Gracey’s and Liya’s mom would feel about it. Rather than pushing something we want, but about which there are so many questions and unknown parameters, we decided, very quickly, this morning that it’s not worth doing now.”

When there were no further questions on the topic, I said, “After pondering for a day the charge I gave her, Kim advised me that if we were going to request a compound-wide clothing-optional policy, to do it immediately. Thus, everyone outside the Go5 now needs to know what a compound-wide clothing-optional policy would be. However, it’s critical that all here know that the vote must be unanimous and that I and we do not want anyone to be afraid to vote ‘no’ even if she is the only ‘no’ vote. Therefore, I ask for permission to conduct a secret ballot. Discussion?”

After nearly a minute of silence, Brit raised a hand and I called on her.

“With the assumption that all the Go5 are for the proposal, because it would already have been shot down if not, I wonder about the true usefulness of a secret ballot. I will admit to being the most likely candidate for a ‘no’ vote, as I’m probably the most timid, although much less so than a few months ago. Does the Chair truly consider a secret ballot critical? Won’t the discussion about the motion make obvious anyone likely to vote against the motion?”

I closed my eyes and exhaled while I thought, “I’m obviously still not thinking clearly. You’re right. I apologize to this body.”

Quietly, Brit replied, “You need not apologize. We see where you’re going, and no apology is necessary.”

Cera was nodding her head, so I asked, “Did you want to add something, Cera?”

“No, but I will. No secret ballot, because I trust that if I vote against it, I won’t lose some or all of the best friends I’ve ever had.”

I closed my eyes, again, and tilted my head back onto my back. When I brought it back up and opened my eyes, I saw Liya’s hand in the air.

“I am willing to make the motion.”

“Please do, but let me bring something back up, first. This is probably the best time to begin recording our decisions and the discussions leading to them. Heather, since your phone is here, may I ask you to record everything of this meeting from this point?” Heather looked at me, then blatantly put her phone on the arm of the couch next to her and tapped on it, after which I said, “Thanks. Another point that is critical is that Rhee holds Char’s proxy for this topic and has a recording of that portion of the phone conversation should anyone wish to review it.” When no one indicated such a wish, I said, “Liya, if you would, please?”

“I move that we request a compound-wide clothing-optional policy of the owners of the compound, the owners being Sandy, Charlie, and Carol Williams and the compound being comprised of the W house, the J house, and the A house. This request would not impact clothing policies of the individual houses for the residents of those individual houses but is intended for mixtures of residents of two or all three of the houses in the common open area or within individual houses. However, that policy would not be in force should either Civia Palecek, Brett Jacobs, or anyone not considered to be a resident or semi-resident of any of the three houses be present until and unless subsequently modified by this body and the five parents. That compound-wide policy would be solely for our group, specifically the sex subset – currently 12 members – of the group and for the five parents. Any member of either group – our group and the five parents – has the option to wear clothing or not in any of the three houses and, once the privacy fence is finished, in the enclosed four-lot yard.”

“Second,” Cera said enthusiastically.

I recognized Brit after I had called for discussion.

“I’m for it. This can only help me continue to focus on my fitness, as I certainly want to look good naked in front of the most wonderful man I’ve ever met.”

I recognized Gracey who said, “To quote Brett, you were pretty before and you’re still pretty, but I’ll add that you are getting sexier.”

Brit blushed, but kept her head up and replied, “Thanks.”

After I recognized her, Lana said, “Naked Charlie being able to look at naked me, and vice-versa? I’m all in!”

There was much laughing, but no more hands went up, so I moved to the vote; the motion passed unanimously.

There was much rejoicing.

“Kim suggested that we make the official request of the three Williams parents as soon as possible. I would like to hear discussion about when and the membership of the delegation that presents the request.”

I recognized Kim, “I did make such a suggestion that I hereby refine to as soon after the close of this meeting as we can be suitably clothed and across the yard.”

I recognized Celeste, who asked, “Kim, what would you consider ‘suitably clothed’?”

“As minimal as personal comfort and possibility allow. From what I understand of Beth’s and Rhee’s parents, such minimalist apparel can’t hurt and might help our request.”

“Thanks, Kim, and I agree with your rationale from my experience in that house.”

Brit and Cera looked oddly at Celeste but did not say anything, although Brit raised her hand and said after I recognized her, “I suggest that the delegation include all of us present. From what I’ve seen and what I know, I believe that we could not have too many scantily dressed attractive females in the delegation.”

Rhee replied, “Hear, hear.”

“Is there any objection to taking all of us? I suggest that we could make a hot lunch over there for everyone, then present the proposal while we wait for lunch to be ready.”

Celeste added, “While it’s not particularly cold – upper 40s, it’s quite windy, so outerwear is something you’ll want to consider. I’ll wear my duster over ... because that’s what I do. Heather, would you be willing to take it from me again?”

“Of course! I always love taking that thing off you and finding how much of your gorgeous bod I get to look at that day or evening.”

There was much chuckling.

Meka said, “That has gotten to be a typical occurrence in the W house when Celeste arrives in that coat.”

I asked, “Does anyone want to discuss anything of old business or introduce new business?”

“Having no further business to discuss, I adjourn the meeting. Thanks, all.”

I texted Mom that we were making a big lunch and requested their presence around 11:15. We conducted morning ablutions, got dressed, threw on coats, and walked in the W house back door shortly after 10. It was Heather’s day to be head chef, so she organized and assigned duties for the six pans of lasagna we would make. There was lots of chatter and some minor amounts of goofing off, all typical for the Go5 in the kitchen, so it was good to see the same for this larger group.

“I really like lasagna, but I didn’t realize how easy it is to make,” stated Lana as she slid one of the pans into the second oven.

Rhee responded, “The crazy thing about how we do it is that, like this morning, we can make six pans in less than twice the time it would take to make only one, and most of that time difference is simply in all the extra prep.”

“Yeah, I did get a little tired of grating cheese, so the fun chatter and, particularly, getting to trade with Cera about halfway through, made the tasks go quickly. Now, I not only wanna be in Elkton for the rest of my time in high school, I wanna live here that whole time. You just can’t know ... I guess, maybe some of you can, but so much of my time in Yellow Springs is boring. Our group here nearly always has something interesting going on.”

Meka responded, “School days aren’t typically all that exciting here, but they’re much better than a lot of such days in my old house. Here, there’s at least girls to talk to and, now, girls to make out with or have sex with. That’s way better!”